Life and Remembrance in Honor of Memorial Day
Randall Thompson 1899-1984
Randall Thompson
1899-1984
Randall Thompson
Frostiana: Seven Country Songs

Composer and educator Randall Thompson belongs to a large group of mid-twentieth century American composers – including Howard Hanson, Samuel Barber and Aaron Copland, to name a few – who were the last group of American composers trained in the European late-romantic tonal tradition. Their mission was to establish an “American” style, drawing upon American folk idioms, themes and texts. Despite the appeal of Copland’s now-iconic classic American sound, the group was sidelined after World War II by the academic dominance of serialism in American classical music. They have been resurrected with the return to more eclectic, and even tonal, environment of contemporary music.

Thompson taught at Wellesley College, the University of California at Berkley, the Curtis Institute, the University of Virginia, Princeton, and finally, after 1948, Harvard. He is best remembered as a composer of rousing, melodious choral music, turned out on an abundance of commissions.

For its bicentennial celebration in 1959, the town of Amherst, Massachusetts, commissioned Thompson to write a choral work with texts by Robert Frost, the quintessential New England poet. Frost, who knew and admired the composer, agreed, but Thompson insisted on selecting the poems himself. Thompson’s original score was for mixed chorus and piano; in 1965 he arranged a version with chamber orchestra. Frost was present at the premiere and shouted “Sing that again!” at the conclusion of the piece.

Thompson matched Frost’s direct language with appropriately accessible music, taking great care to ensure that the words of Frost’s poems were clearly discernable and adapting the music to the mood of each poem so that there is no single musical style that characterizes Frostiana as a whole. The settings range from strophic folksongs (“Road Not Taken” and “A Girl’s Garden”) to more harmonically complex, through-composed pieces such as “Come In” – which features an elaborate flute solo imitating a thrush – and the elegiac “Choose Something Like a Star.”

Only three of the songs are for mixed chorus: The opening “Road Not Taken;” “A Telephone” (a dialogue between the men and women); and “Choose Something Like a Star,” which concludes the set. “Pasture” and “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” are for men, “Come In” and the only comic piece in the set, “A Girl’s Garden,” for women.

1. “Road Not Taken” Example 1

2. “Pasture” Example 2

3. “Come In” Example 3 with its flute solo Example 4

4. “A Telephone” Example 5

5. “A Girl’s Garden” Example 6

6. “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” Example 7

7. “Choose Something Like a Star,” Example 8

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

THE PASTURE
I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha'n't be gone long.
You come too.

I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother.
It's so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha'n't be gone long.
You come too.

COME IN
As I came to the edge of the woods,
Thrush music -- hark!
Now if it was dusk outside,
Inside it was dark.

Too dark in the woods for a bird
By sleight of wing
To better its perch for the night,
Though it still could sing.

The last of the light of the sun
That had died in the west
Still lived for one song more
In a thrush's breast.

Far in the pillared dark
Thrush music went --
Almost like a call to come in
To the dark and lament.

But no, I was out for stars;
I would not come in.
I meant not even if asked;
And I hadn't been. As I came to the edge of the woods,
Thrush music -- hark!
Now if it was dusk outside,
Inside it was dark.

Too dark in the woods for a bird
By sleight of wing
To better its perch for the night,
Though it still could sing.

The last of the light of the sun
That had died in the west
Still lived for one song more
In a thrush's breast.

Far in the pillared dark
Thrush music went --
Almost like a call to come in
To the dark and lament.

But no, I was out for stars;
I would not come in.
I meant not even if asked;
And I hadn't been.

THE TELEPHONE
"When I was just as far as I could walk
From here to-day,
There was an hour
All still
When leaning with my head against a flower
I heard you talk.
Don't say I didn't, for I heard you say -
You spoke from that flower on the window sill -
Do you remember what it was you said?"

"First tell me what it was you thought you heard."
"Having found the flower and driven a bee away,
I leaned my head,
And holding by the stalk,
I listened and I thought I caught the word -
What was it? Did you call me by my name?
Or did you say -
Someone said 'Come' - I heard it as I bowed."

"I may have thought as much, but not aloud."

"Well, so I came."


A GIRL’S GARDEN
A neighbor of mine in the village
Likes to tell how one spring
When she was a girl on the farm, she did
A childlike thing.

One day she asked her father
To give her a garden plot
To plant and tend and reap herself,
And he said, "Why not?"

In casting about for a corner
He thought of an idle bit
Of walled-off ground where a shop had stood,
And he said, "Just it."

And he said, "That ought to make you
An ideal one-girl farm,
And give you a chance to put some strength
On your slim-jim arm."

It was not enough of a garden,
Her father said, to plough;
So she had to work it all by hand,
But she don't mind now.

She wheeled the dung in the wheelbarrow
Along a stretch of road;
But she always ran away and left
Her not-nice load.

And hid from anyone passing.
And then she begged the seed.
She says she thinks she planted one
Of all things but weed.

A hill each of potatoes,
Radishes, lettuce, peas,
Tomatoes, beets, beans, pumpkins, corn,
And even fruit trees

And yes, she has long mistrusted
That a cider apple tree
In bearing there to-day is hers,
Or at least may be.

Her crop was a miscellany
When all was said and done,
A little bit of everything,
A great deal of none.

Now when she sees in the village
How village things go,
Just when it seems to come in right,
She says, "I know!

It's as when I was a farmer--"
Oh, never by way of advice!
And she never sins by telling the tale
To the same person twice.

STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farm-house near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sounds the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

CHOOSE SOMETHING LIKE A STAR
O Star (the fairest one in sight),
We grant your loftiness the right
To some obscurity of cloud—
It will not do to say of night,
Since dark is what brings out your light.
Some mystery becomes the proud.
But to the wholly taciturn
In your reserve is not allowed.
Say something to us we can learn
By heart and when alone repeat.
Say something! And it says, 'I burn.'
But say with what degree of heat.
Talk Fahrenheit, talk Centigrade.
Use language we can comprehend.
Tell us what elements you blend.
It gives us strangely little aid,
But does tell something in the end.
And steadfast as Keats' Eremite,
Not even stooping from its sphere,
It asks a little of us here.
It asks of us a certain height,
So when at times the mob is swayed
To carry praise or blame too far,
We may choose something like a star
To stay our minds on and be staid.
John Rutter b. 1945
John Rutter
b. 1945
John Rutter
Requiem

John Rutter, one of Britain’s most popular contemporary composers, specializes in choral music, but has also written two children's operas, several orchestral works and music based on the heritage of the Beatles. In 1981 he founded the Cambridge Singers and led them to international prominence.

As a composer whose works are accessible to singers and audiences alike, Rutter’s compositions have been performed extensively both here and in Europe. He states that his work "…ranges in difficulty from very simple to fairly challenging, though it was my intention in writing them that none would be beyond the reach of a capable church choir."

The Requiem premiered in 1985 for the United Methodist Church in Dallas TX. Rutter composed it in response to a personal bereavement, comparing it to the Requiems of Gabriel Fauré and Maurice Duruflé. It also bears a relationship to Benjamin Britten's War Requiem, which it resembles chiefly in its use of English texts, including Psalms 23 and 130 and fragments of the Anglican burial service from the 1662 Book of Common Prayer. Although Psalm 23 constitutes a separate movement, the other English texts are woven into the Latin of the Catholic Requiem Mass. While Rutter characterizes his Requiem as a concert piece rather than a liturgical one, he says he hopes "it feels at home in church."

Requiem comes from the Latin word for rest. But the focal point of most of the great requiem masses since Mozart has been the Dies irae (day of wrath), the poem describing the terrors of the Last Judgment. Gabriel Fauré was the first composer to recast the requiem as a source of solace for both the soul of the deceased and the mourner, and Rutter’s work is definitely within this spirit. Unconstrained by the grim liturgical requirements of the Catholic Mass for the Dead, he completely omits any reference to the final judgment, choosing rather as the centerpiece of his work the Sanctus in praise of God. It is the most spirited movement, whose harmony and tempo in imitation of celebratory English church bells produce an atmosphere of comfort in the midst of grief. Even the Agnus Dei with its chromatic chant and dirge-like timpani accompaniment concludes on a note of hope of eternal salvation.

The Requiem begins with a dirge on the words “Requiem aeternam,” accompanied by timpani and harp. Example 1 But on the word “Lux aeterna” (Light eternal) the music suddenly brightens and warms. Example 2 Rutter then begins the text again, this time with a gentle theme, almost a lullaby. Example 3

A cello solo opens the second movement, “Out of the deep.” The melodic line recalls American slave spirituals. Example 4 the vocal range gradually ascending as a symbol of the text. The “Pie Jesu” features the clear treble of a child soprano, Example 5 who sings responsorially with the chorus. The ethereal sound of the children’s voices that opens the Sanctus gives the impression of an angelic choir singing the praises of God Example 6 and is imitated by the adult chorus.

The Agnus Dei returns to the dirge of the opening movement and is the most somber and intense movement of the Requiem. The text alternates between an increasingly fervent Latin refrain (“Agnus Dei”) and English, which serves as a kind of gloss or commentary on the prayer to the Lamb of God. Example 7 & Example 8. A solo flute introduces the words, “I am the resurrection and the light,” and the music brightens from the dense chromatic harmony into a clear major mode. Example 9

Psalm 23 begins the release from grieving and is introduced by a lovely oboe solo. Example 10 The music supports the text, beginning with a simple alternation between the women and men each singing in unison. Example 11 Rutter casts a musical shadow with slightly dark harmonic color at, “yea, though I walk in the valley of the shadow of death,” Example 12

Despite the threat of hellfire, the liturgical Catholic Requiem Mass begins and closes with the same invocation, a prayer for the eternal rest of the deceased in God’s light. Rutter opens the final movement, “Lux aeterna,” with a soprano solo in English (“I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me”) (ex 13), echoed by the chorus. Rutter concludes his Requiem by repeating the lilting “Requiem aeternam” melody from the first movement.

Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine: et lux perpetua luceat eis. Te decet hymnus Deus in Sion, et tibi reddetur votum in Ierusalem: exaudi orationem meam, ad te omnis caro veniet. Kyrie, eleison! Christe, eleison! Kyrie, eleison!

Out of the deep have I called unto thee, O Lord: Lord, hear my voice. O let thine ears consider well: the voice of my complaint. If thou, Lord, wilt be extreme to mark what is done amiss: O Lord, who may abide it? For there is mercy with thee: therefore shalt thou be feared. I look for the Lord; my soul doth wait for him: in his word is my trust. My soul fleeth unto the Lord: before the morning watch, I say, before the morning watch. O Israel, trust in the Lord, for with the Lord there is mercy: and with him is plenteous redemption. And he shall redeem Israel: from all his sins.

Pie Jesu Domine, dona eis requiem, Pie Jesu Domine, dona eis requiem, Pie Jesu Domine, dona eis requiem, sempiternam.

Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus Dominus Deus Sabaoth. Pleni sunt coeli et terra gloria eius. Osanna in excelsis.

Agnus Dei, qui tollis pecatta mundi: dona eis requiem
. Man that us born of a woman hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery. He cometh up, and is cut down like a flower; he fleeth as it were a shadow. Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi: dona eis requiem. In the midst of life, we are in death: of whom may we seek for succour? Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi: dona eis requiem. I am the resurrection and the life, saith the Lord: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: and whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die.

The lord is my shepherd: therefore can I lack nothing. He shall feed me in a green pasture: and lead me forth beside the waters of comfort. He shall convert my soul and bring me forth in the paths of righteousness, for his Name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff comfort me. Thou shalt prepare a table before me against them that trouble me: thou hast anointed my head with oil, and my cup shall be full. But thy loving-kindness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me. Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord, for they rest from their labours: even so saith the Spirit. Lux aeterna luceat eis Domine: Cum sanctis tuis in aeternum, quia pius es. Requiem aeternam dona eis Domine, et lux perpetua luceat eis.


Georges Bizet 1838-1875
Georges Bizet
1838-1875
Georges Bizet
Symphony in C major

Georges Bizet was yet another of those composers who showed precocious brilliance as a child but never lived long enough to fulfill the promise. The difference, however, between Bizet and Mozart, who died at about the same age, is that Mozart left over 600 completed compositions, many of them masterpieces, while Bizet is known primarily for a single work, the opera Carmen.

Although he did not come from a family of professional musicians, Bizet’s parents recognized his talent and supported his ambition to become a composer. Encouraged by his father, he entered the Paris Conservatory at the extremely young age of ten. There, he excelled to the point of winning the coveted Prix de Rome, a composition prize that allowed the winners to study abroad for three years.

At age 17, during his final year at the Paris Conservatoire, Bizet wrote the Symphony in C, a youthful masterpiece that was not published – and probably never performed – during his lifetime. Perhaps its resemblance to the Symphony No.1 by Charles Gounod, which Bizet had transcribed for piano, deterred him from making it public. The manuscript lay uncataloged for over 60 years among his papers at the Paris Conservatory. It was eventually brought to the attention of famed conductor Felix Weingartner, who finally premiered it in Basle in 1935.

Bizet’s youth shows in the Symphony’s wealth of wonderful melodies but in a relatively unsophisticated sense for harmonic development. The work gives an overall impression of youthful energy – excluding the second movement, which is achingly romantic. There is a Schubertian quality about it, both in Bizet’s tendency to spin out melodies and to repeat the material in new keys.

The opening movement is an energetic Allegro, classical in form but using thematic material more characteristic of the mid-nineteenth century. The two principal themes represent a contrast in melodic texture: the first is angular fanfare-like melody of broken chords, Example 1 the second a smooth legato for the violins. Example 2

The second movement is an oboist’s dream – and nightmare. In performance it’s one of the repertory’s great licks. But its long, sinuous theme often shows up on orchestral auditions to test if the first and second oboes create the kind of blend that will make them virtually indistinguishable from each other. While two oboists share the long phrase, it should sound as if only one has been playing. Example 3 A subsidiary theme begins like a cadence to the first theme but then shapes itself into a separate melody. Example 4 It’s possible that the little fugato based on the rhythm of the oboe theme was an academic requirement. Example 5 Composition teachers regarded the fugue as the highest form of classical counterpoint, and most of the great symphonies of the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries sported at least one fugato passage.

The third movement, a lively scherzo, opens almost like a fanfare in 3/4 time Example 6 followed by a contrasting whirling theme in the violins. Example 7 Oddly, the trio is based on the same theme but transformed and re-orchestrated into a country dance accompanied by faux bagpipes. Example 8

The long finale begins with a quiet chattering theme in the violins and flutes Example 9 but breaks into another fanfare-like melody Example 10; these two themes plus a third reminiscent of the second strain of the scherzo Example 11 are repeated in various permutations but not truly developed in the classical sense. Bizet picked up a little trick from Mozart’s Symphony No. 39 in weaving his initial theme into final cadence of the piece. Example 12
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